Siheyuan: Shazhu's Brother Shadan

Mingyue patted her chest and said, "With so many supplies here, you can still abuse them if you treat me as your stepmother. Don't worry, I'll take care of the family."

When Shadan heard this, he hugged Mingyue affectionately and then boarded the train to the northwest.

However, before getting on the bus, Shadan spent all the remaining gold coins to buy more rabbits.

As for rabbits, once two male and female rabbits grow up, they can basically give birth to a litter in a month.

There are at least a dozen baby rabbits in each litter.

This is the best food and the fastest way to develop.

Looking at the one hundred-acre farm system that has obviously been overwhelmed, we have to hurry up and make some room.

After all, only one hundred acres are left as the activity area for farm poultry, and the other one million acres are used for growing grain.

He doesn't want to be harmed by these rabbits.

After arriving in the northwest, Shadan took only one guard and started to go to the countryside, distributing several nests of rabbits to some particularly poor villages and towns.

Especially to those local garrisons, a lot of rabbits were distributed.

After all, if the rabbits fall into the hands of farmers, they might be eaten by them. It would be better to give them to local soldiers, which would be more helpful in resisting this natural disaster.

They walked like this for a month, leaving traces of rabbits everywhere.

Rabbits like to eat grass, and it is very difficult to snatch the oil grass from areas affected by natural disasters, so we have to send people and troops to harvest it.

As long as they harvested a little more, it meant they would have meat to eat.

Shadan got so tanned during the journey that he looked as dark as an African black man.

The guard accompanying him looked the same.

But along the way, they gave the Northwest region some seeds of hope.

Especially the spread of the rabbit, plus the fact that Comrade Shadan has always been known for his mystery, this made it even more outrageous. People behind his back called him the reincarnation of the "rabbit spirit."

After all, there were only two of them walking along the way, so how did he carry the rabbit?

When someone puts this information together, the “rabbit spirit” is self-evident.

When Comrade Shadan returned to the Northwest Bureau and worked in his office, the legend about his rabbit spirit spread.

And the more it spreads, the more outrageous it becomes!

Even many people who survived the Korean War spread the false legend about Comrade Shadan.

This is a serious matter. There is a deity in the northwest. Of course, I dare not say it out loud and can only speak about it secretly.

After all, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, animals are not allowed to become spirits. This is a policy that is clearly written in regulations.

The message could only be passed on to each other secretly.

The more something is banned, the more true and widespread it becomes.

Even Shadan himself heard the rumor. One can imagine how serious the rumor was around Shadan's office in the Northwest Bureau.

I have been in the Northwest for more than half a year, and it is already August.

The long period of no rain caused farmland to crack, crops to wither, and water sources to dry up, seriously affecting agricultural production.

"The reduction in grain production in the northwest this year due to drought is undoubtedly a devastating natural disaster."

When an area was without water for a long time, in the 1950s when transportation was a problem, getting water was almost impossible.

One is the lack of tools, and the other is that no one knows where there is water.

In some places, people even started digging deep wells.

It's too late to dig now, and there isn't enough manpower anyway.

Because we now have the people's communes, everyone is busy saving the crops that are about to die from drought, so there is no spare manpower.

Silly Dan came to the cafeteria to get his meal. He looked at the vegetable soup mixed with mud and water, and the vegetables that were so dirty that they would break his teeth if he took a bite.

This is obviously not washed with water.

Food like this may not be available next year after this year.

After all, many people starved to death during the three years of natural disasters.

It makes me tearful just thinking about it.

Shadan looked at so many people forcing themselves to eat the inedible food, stood up and clapped his hands.

"I am the first secretary of the Northwest. Right here in this cafeteria, I solemnly make a decision that no one will be allowed to starve to death in the Northwest during my tenure. I, He Yuquan, solemnly sign this military order."

Shadan's powerful military order indeed shocked many people.

This natural disaster is not anyone's responsibility, and Comrade Shadan does not need to issue a military order at all. This shows Comrade Shadan's sense of responsibility and mission.

Now that the big words have been spoken, the next step is to take action.

Since we know that grain production has decreased, there is no need to rescue the seedlings that are about to die.

Doing so would be futile.

Quickly mobilize all the manpower to dig wells, dig deep wells.

When this order was passed down to various township and village communes, it was met with severe resistance.

There were even many stubborn old revolutionaries who came directly to the Northwest Bureau to file complaints.

"Food is the people's lifeblood, it is the people's lifeblood. What kind of leader is this? He didn't even rescue the wheat seedlings that were affected by the disaster. Is this kind of leader still a leader?"

"I want to file a complaint! I want to file a complaint with the central government. When a country is in danger, evil spirits will surely appear. It is obvious that it is the rabbit spirit that has come to bring disaster to China."

“I’m going to sit in protest…”

……

There were a lot of voices of opposition. If it were Shadan's previous temper, he would have ignored it long ago.

Unfortunately, when he was about to leave, the leader held his hand sincerely and gave him repeated instructions.

"The Northwest is the worst-hit area, and it is also the poorest area. We want to use you, a magical person, to change this situation. I believe you can fight against natural disasters and help the people of the Northwest survive this. I leave everything to you."

Then several leaders bowed deeply to Shadan.

Shadan received everyone's sincere wishes and the deep expectations in their eyes.

"But I need the support of the leaders before I can start the work immediately." Shadan said.

After hearing what Shadan said, the leaders looked at each other, and then one of them said, "You tell us what you want, as long as it does not violate our principles and bottom line, we will agree to it."

Shadan smiled and said, "It's not a big deal, but if someone wants to sue me or accuse me one day in the future, I hope you can help me speak up. After all, sometimes you offend people when you do things."

After hearing this, the leaders nodded their heads in understanding and said, "That's no problem. If that day ever comes, we will definitely stand up and explain it to you."

After getting the promise from the leaders, Shadan felt a lot more relieved.

He knew that his future actions might cause dissatisfaction among some people, but he did not regret it, because everything he did was for the benefit of the country and the people, and he believed that the leaders would understand his difficulties.

Thinking back on it all, Shadan looked at the older generation of revolutionaries holding banners outside the gate, and at this moment he felt so bitter that he couldn't say anything.

He had knowledge of the future and naturally knew that there would be natural disasters in the next two years.

They thought they could get through it in just one year, but they were too superficial.

It's only natural.

Shadan went straight downstairs, followed by the guards.

When they reached the main door downstairs, facing these older generation revolutionaries, they looked at Shadan with a look of disappointment.

"How do you become a leader..."

"Is there anyone else in charge?"

"You are trying to kill the people of Northwest China..."

"I used to think you were a good official, but now you're exposed..."

"You are not really the reincarnation of a rabbit spirit who has come to bring disaster to the northwest..."

……

There was a constant stream of voices talking at once.

"Old generation revolutionaries, please allow me to say a few words, okay?" Shadan quickly asked a few people to bring a loudspeaker so that his voice could be louder than theirs.

"Everyone thinks I handled this natural disaster incorrectly. If it was just this year, then I did handle it incorrectly. But what if it happened for three consecutive years? Do you still think I handled it incorrectly?"

This statement indeed shocked the world, but most people did not believe it, and some even cursed him.

"Well, I'll make a bet here. We can't say for sure whether the natural disaster will last for one year or three years. So, we can split the manpower in half. Half of the people will go with me to dig deep wells, and the other half will go to protect the seedlings. Let's see who wins and who loses in the end. Does anyone dare?"

"What do you do if you lose?"

"If I lose or say something wrong, my 100-pound body will be thrown in the northwest. You can kill me or chop me up as you please, but what if you lose?"

This time everyone was silent.

Shadan continued: "If I win, I hope to receive a Wanming umbrella as a souvenir, what do you think? Is there anyone who dares not to do it?"

After hearing this, he thought the other party would not dare to say anything, but he did not expect that the old revolutionary was really an old revolutionary who was fearless and would be scared by his words, so he just endured it.

Then when these people left, they still felt they had been cheated.

Not only did he not denounce Comrade Shadan, he also made a bet for no apparent reason. What's going on?

Anyway, that's how it's settled.

So each production team allocated half of its staff to dig wells, and deep wells.

The other half was responsible for rescuing the seedlings.

A month later, the weather was still so hot and not a drop of water fell.

Most of the seedlings died, and those that survived did not grow large.

After all, there are less than two months left in the environment suitable for seedling growth.

The seedlings are still as small as chicks and haven't grown out yet. Why is there any need to rescue them?

However, the well-digging team dug several deep wells, solving people's daily water problems.

Later on, another group of people who were trying to rescue the seedlings actually came to grab water, under the pretext of wanting to rescue the seedlings.

At this time, the farmers were running out of food and had to start eating bran and vegetables again.

Some people in the Northwest region also began to brag. They didn't tell the truth to those above them, but they were very generous when talking about others below them.

The amount of public grain that should be collected must be collected, not a single cent less.

But who can understand the suffering of farmers?

The farmers had to suffer because they collected public grain according to their exaggerated grain yield per mu, and coupled with such a severe disaster year.

But this phenomenon is not limited to individual regions, it is a universal phenomenon.

The country is a good country, but the individuals are not good individuals.